How to Develop the King of Anime

When Mashiro heard the words of Jingu Yao, she thought for a moment, then put the drawing board on the bed, and slender hand grabbed the corner of her pajamas, Jingu Yao frowned, she knew what Mashiro was going to do, and wanted to stop it. She, but the desire and desire from the bottom of a man's heart told Jingu Yao, is it a man to stop at this time?

After hesitating for less than a second between being a man or not, Jingu Yao chose to continue to be a man. His lips were a little dry, and he subconsciously poured a mouthful of white water into his mouth again and licked his dryness. His lips, a stagnant tension in his chest came up from the bottom, as if his heart was about to jump out of his throat.

Although it's not the first time I've seen a really white, red and naked body, but when a girl with thick skin and a beauty that doesn't look like a mortal thing slowly takes off her clothes in front of you, that This seductive smell attracts more attention than the aurora in the far North Pole.

Those light-colored eyes without the slightest hint of fireworks are so pure, but the girl with such pure eyes is doing alluring movements, and the mixture of angels and demons makes men want to stop.

Then, under the rendering of the fluorescent lamp, the beautiful body like the statue of Venus was exposed to Jingu Yao's sight. The white and delicate skin reflected a faint brilliance, and the bamboo-like collarbone could be grasped. The slender waist has two majestic peaks that give people the sight of it. The pink and tender two points are fully visible, and the only cover is the annoying fat time.

Jingu Yao leaned back and pulled the curtains completely with a sound of 'stinging'. Although there was no one in front of the window but an open space with a wide view, Jingu Yao still selfishly wanted to take this picture. The beauty is only in his sight.

Just as Zhenbai curled up his slender and tender legs and was about to take off the fat time, Jingong Yao grabbed her slender wrist, and said with a trembling voice: "... fat time is not needed, if you are taking off the fat time. , you won't be able to get up tomorrow."

"Yao wakes me up..."

"No, that's not what I meant, but it hurts, I can't get up without strength!"

Zhenbai blinked his beautiful big eyes, as if he understood what he said, but also seemed not to understand, anyway, Jingu Yao didn't know what this girl knew, what she didn't understand!

"It's your turn, Yao."

Mashiro's tone seemed to say 'don't be shy', although that's not what it meant, but as a man, Jingu Yō couldn't stand such agitation the most.

"Okay, can I take it off?"

Unlike Mashiro's slow undressing, Jingu Yao undressed at an extremely fast speed. At first glance, he was professionally trained, and in the blink of an eye, only a pair of boxer pants were left.

Mashiro looked at him quietly, because both of them were standing, and when Mashiro raised his hand, he grabbed the bottom of Jingu Yao's pants.

"I'll take off the fat time."

When Jingu Yao didn't react, his fat times disappeared, and a place where he was fiercely resisting was also exposed to Shinshiro's eyes.

Chapter [-] Playing with Fire and Self-immolating

Subconsciously, he quickly covered the bottom with his hands. Even men, except for those who don't even need basic skin, most men still have a sense of shame.

This kind of shame comes from ancient times, and it has been handed down from primitive humans. It only belongs to the persistence of men. Otherwise, in that era when there was nothing, why would humans cover the bottom with leaves?Wouldn't it be better to just run naked!

"Satisfied?"

No matter what you do, the first time is the most difficult. As long as you grit your teeth for the first time and persevere, you will appear unusually calm and relaxed on the second and third time.

Although this sentence is not very good for the current Jingu Yao, when his important parts have been seen clearly by Zhenbai, he calmed down instead, even the fat time that fell between his feet. Not ready to pick it up, just staring at the real white in front of him, and said lightly.

"Yao is very confident..."

Maybe it was somewhere she hadn't seen a man, or maybe she wanted to make Jingu Yao even more shy, she stared straight at the position she couldn't cover, widened her beautiful phoenix eyes, lightly. Said softly.

"Thank you for your compliment, I am indeed very confident in terms of size."

The corners of Jingu Yao's mouth twitched, Shirai's language art is really superb, and even Jingu Yao, who thinks he can speak well, has to bow down.

"Okay, what are you going to do next? Hurry up and do it. Although it's just the two of us here, even me, I don't have such a hobby of streaking."

Jingong Yao let go of his hand directly and sat down on his bed generously. Even if it was an intimate thing, it was not that he had never done it with a woman. Anyway, from the point of view of a man's thinking, it is not himself who suffers now.

"The touch..."

Mashiro said softly, there was no 'exquisite' taste in her tone and expression, as if for her, all this was for the sake of making material, so that she could make more progress in the comics business.

In the face of this kind of truth, even Jingu Yao has nothing to say.

"It's important to know texture and tactility, so that what is drawn has life."

"I agree with this. Only things that I have personally touched can give it a deeper mission."

Jingu Yao nodded, as if discussing extremely important academic issues with Mashiro.

Although he is not a painter, he does not have the unique thinking of a painter like Shinshiro, but he has drawn cartoons for a long time and painted some CG pictures, which also gave Jingu Yao the basic qualities of a painter.

Just when Jingu Yao said this, his body suddenly shivered, and a cold little hand gently touched his chest, his fingers were slender, with pearls dripping on the ice marrow. Her fair palms seemed to be able to clearly see the slender blood vessels below. Her movements were gentle, as if she was touching the world-renowned sculpture by Michelangelo, feeling the surging power and beauty.

Jingu Yao felt very comfortable, as if a cool wind suddenly blew in the hot summer, which made him sigh comfortably.

A beautiful woman's body attracts a man, and a man with a strong body attracts a woman.

"Lie down!"

As if it was an illusion, Mashiro's breathing suddenly became short and fast, but the girl still gave a strong command.

At this time, as a man, naturally, he wouldn't argue with a woman about his tone. Jingu Yao took advantage of the situation and lay down on his soft big bed that could allow several people to sleep together, watching Zhenbai lift up his fair and smooth legs, just like kneeling. Sitting on the body of Jingu Yao.

"Something hit me..."

Mashiro who was sitting on Jingu Yao said softly.

"Sorry, this is force majeure, you can't feel it."

"kindness."

He nodded obediently, Shiro didn't mean to ask too much at all.

She had no clothes on her upper body, Jingu Yao was lying on the bed, staring at the beautiful scene from bottom to top, the tall bamboo shoots didn't seem to fall in any way, it worked hard, and people's eyes were only white. greasy.

Wearing thin and fat buttocks and sitting on the lower part of his abdomen, feeling the warm touch, Jingu Yao felt that his breathing became more and more rapid.

The slender fingers stretched from his chin to the neck. Mashiro's serious expression seemed to be studying the structure and lines of the human body. The fingers continued to go down, touching the chest muscles and abdominal muscles.